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jane what_i'm_listening_to_right_now 030127
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jane all things ordinary


i've seen those eyes. i've watched them close at night.
and you breathe in and you breathe out again.

sister's coming over and i'm afraid to tell her secrets that i know.

painting without colors, it tends to make it better, it bleaches out the world.

was it the end - the end that kept you up 'till the morning?
was it the boy - the boy who stole your heart?
the summer goes on and then dies quick without much warning. all things ordinary

will you stay near me now? don't leave this town until we've figured out,
between the two of us, we're strong enough - i feel that in your touch.

full from the dinner, but feeling somewhat thinner, aching in the chest.
kids behind the windows, calling out the answers to questions never asked.

was it the end - the end that kept you up 'till the morning?
was it the boy - the boy who stole your heart?
the summer goes on and then dies quick without much warning. all things ordinary.

will you stay near me now? don't leave this town until we've figured out,
between the two of us, we're strong enough - i feel that in your touch.

i've seen those eyes. i've watched them close at night.

and what queen comes in? always goes out again.

will you stay near me now? don't leave this town until we've figured out,
between the two of us, we're strong enough - i feel that in your touch.
030127
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silentbob see also anniversary 030128
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Alden Today... tonight actually, it'll be exactly a year since I tried to kill myself. No matter where I wake up tomorrow, I know it will be better than last year's morning, coming to slowly in a bathtub full of blood. If you had told me then that in one short year I would be where I am, feeling how I feel, alive and glad of it, I would have laughed in your face. If it hadn't happened, I wouldn't be here. Life's funny that way, how a great tragedy in one's life can lead to the greatest triumphs... 030209
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"The" Man Today's the 2nd annual The_Day! 080710
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